The Aloof Lord's Mysterious Wife
Chapter 358: Crossing the Bridge and Drawing Lots

Chapter 358: Crossing the Bridge and Drawing Lots

She took out a glass bottle, inside of which flickered a bright green flame.

Thanks to Fan Guizong, Changying was able to obtain this Hell Ghost Fire, and she hadn’t expected to use it so soon.

Young Master Zhao’s face grew even paler.

Yuyong had already dug open the topsoil above. He was quite strong; he alone managed to pry open the heavy coffin lid.

Seeing his sister’s bones disturbed and unable to rest, Young Master Zhao felt heartbroken. He immediately shouted loudly, "I’ll give it! I’ll give you the antidote!"

What did he fear in death? He couldn’t bear to watch his sister burn to ashes before his eyes.

Changying stepped forward a few steps, urging, "Hurry up!"

Young Master Zhao was cautious. He hid the antidote in his hairpin and twisted it open, revealing a small pill.

If he hadn’t taken out the antidote himself, others might not have found where it was hidden on him.

Changying immediately took it, glaring at Young Master Zhao. "If you dare to deceive me, you know what awaits you."

She handed the Ghost Fire to her disciple.

Young Master Zhao understood her meaning. Even if Changying died from the poison, she still had her disciples.

He said solemnly, "I’ve already been at the mercy of Daoist Chang, how could I scheme against her again?"

Changying thought so too and swallowed the antidote.

She immediately adjusted her internal energy, and moments later, the faint pain in her chest slowly disappeared.

Changying was overjoyed, couldn’t help but laugh, then lowered her eyes and stared fiercely at Young Master Zhao. "I’ve always been true to my word in business. Despite your schemes against me, I didn’t confront you from the start, nor did I use Ghost Fire to coerce you. I didn’t expect you to draw lots, wanting to bury us master and disciples together."

She thought since she had already offended Nanli, she wasn’t afraid to offend once more. After all, the silver was in her possession.

But this Young Master Zhao was truly treacherous!

Young Master Zhao saw through Changying’s intentions and hastily said, "It’s my fault, Daoist Chang. Whether you want my life or money, it’s all yours. Please spare Lingfu!"

"Hmph, now you’re afraid. I just want you to know, I, Changying, am not..."

Before Changying could finish, Yushao, holding the glass bottle, had already stepped forward and smashed the Ghost Fire out!

The glass bottle hit the coffin, instantly shattering with a crash!

The Ghost Fire ignited and quickly spread, engulfing the entire coffin!

Changying was furious, turning back to glare at Yushao. "What are you doing?!"

Yushao blinked innocently and said cleverly, "Didn’t you say you’re not someone to be trifled with, Master? I just wanted this scoundrel to see that you really aren’t to be trifled with!"

Changying almost spat out three pounds of blood at his words.

"I was just bluffing to get more money!" Changying’s chest felt stuffy, her voice hoarse. "And this Ghost Fire is all we have. Do you know how much money we’ve lost by using it so rashly?"

Yushao shrunk his shoulders, not daring to look up.

"Lingfu!" Young Master Zhao saw the Ghost Fire burning the coffin, and he was already panicking.

But as he approached, it seemed that the Ghost Fire was not only burning his flesh and bones but also intent on burning his soul to ashes.

He couldn’t bear the pain and took a few steps back, turning to Changying, "Daoist, extinguish the fire!"

Changying raised an eyebrow and spread her hands, "I’m sorry, but this Ghost Fire can’t be extinguished by ordinary means. It seems that it’s destined for your sister to have difficulty reincarnating, and Young Master Zhao’s efforts have been in vain."

Yujing harbored resentment and added, "How could it be in vain? Originally, Miss Zhao just had difficulty reincarnating. Now, things are worse off, and even the chance to reincarnate is gone."

Young Master Zhao was already in despair, stumbling forward. He disregarded everything, using his body to shield the fire, unwilling to let the Ghost Fire enter the coffin.

The Ghost Fire engulfed his entire body. Although there were no burn marks visible, Young Master Zhao’s face contorted in agony, screaming continuously.

Changying and the others watched coldly. This was entirely Young Master Zhao’s own doing.

The flames were quickly spreading towards the coffin. Gasping heavily, Young Master Zhao still fiercely protected the coffin, unwilling to let the Ghost Fire touch Zhao Lingfu.

But how could he, on his own, withstand the raging Ghost Fire?

He watched helplessly as the Ghost Fire spread, already tainting his sister’s bridal attire!

"Lingfu!" Despite the pain, he reached out to pat out the Ghost Fire, hoping to extinguish it.

Changying shook her duster and advised, "It’s useless. This is Hell Ghost Fire, impossible to smother or douse."

She wasn’t pitying Young Master Zhao; rather, if he died, she wouldn’t get her hands on the silver!

Things had developed to this point, and she only felt unlucky.

Young Master Zhao couldn’t hear Changying’s words clearly. Despite his splitting headache, his hands continued to move.

Soon, he discovered a solution. By manipulating his internal energy, he could draw the Ghost Fire towards himself.

He figured that the Ghost Fire would shift direction when he activated his energy, sensing his strong spiritual force.

With this plan in mind, he instantly attracted numerous Ghost Fires, protecting Zhao Lingfu inside the coffin.

Seeing this, Yujing pursed his lips. "Master, should we just kill him?"

After all, he was just a good brother who loved his sister.

Changying scoffed, "Killing him would be pointless. This fire is already burning his soul. Whether he lives or dies doesn’t matter."

She waited for the Ghost Fire to burn his soul to pieces. The worst-case scenario would be complete annihilation.

Yushao glanced at the coffin and noticed Ghost Fire surging towards Chu Yang’s direction as well. "Master, should we ignore Fourth Young Master?"

Changying didn’t hesitate. "What’s there to worry about? Once Young Master Zhao dies and his soul is completely gone, how would Ninth Princess know it was our doing?"

Their purpose of silencing him would be achieved.

The three disciples stood nearby, listening.

Young Master Zhao seemed to no longer feel the pain, lacking the strength even to raise his hand.

He was also protecting Chu Yang, not for anything else but to let Chu Yang take his sister away on the road to the Yellow Springs, across the Bridge of Helplessness, and quickly reincarnate.

But how could he know that even ordinary spirits needed at least three days and nights to walk the Yellow Springs Road...

Changying understood his intention, smiling cynically. "Young Master Zhao, what can you do even if you risk your life? In such a short time, they can’t even walk the Yellow Springs Road, let alone cross the Bridge of Helplessness. You might as well give up now and feel more comfortable."

Young Master Zhao’s mind was scattered, but he still gritted his teeth, looking at Zhao Lingfu. "Lingfu, big brother won’t give up. Hold on a bit longer, and you’ll have a chance..."

Changying frowned.

Even though Ghost Fire was burning Young Master Zhao’s entire body, his soul hadn’t dissipated yet, indicating how strong his mental power and determination were.

Glancing at the sky, Changying’s expression darkened. "If you want to be a good brother, we disciples also need to find a way out."

If Young Master Zhao could hold on until dawn, they couldn’t just stay here, could they?

It was better to resolve this trouble quickly and run away.

Changying took out a wind charm, lifting her chin slightly. "Young Master Zhao, I’m sorry."

She threw the yellow charm, which stirred up a fierce wind, rushing straight towards the coffin!